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Chapter 3: Fights, teasing, and water disasters

The girls had come down stairs to see the entire Halliwell family spread out through the Manor. The Sons had met everyone in the family, except for the deceased. Melinda had promised them that they could meet her great grandmother later. The boys had also received the same warning about Melinda from her dark haired older brother, Chris. Reid had grinned at Tyler again and then proceeded to flirt with Angela, she doing the same with him. They quickly made friends with the male cousins, connecting over sports and stories about girls. Melinda's female cousins were slightly in awe of the boys but got over it soon enough.

The Charmed Ones and their husbands retold some of the stories they had about past vanquishes and deals with demons. Then, Melinda and her brothers shared some of the stories they had, Wyatt and Chris seeming to be dead set on making Melinda seem like an awkward teenager. Reid expressed a little skepticism that the older witches weren't really as powerful as they claimed to be. The aunts smirked and their kids, from the oldest to the youngest, groaned. They knew that look; it was the same look they got when they were in trouble.

To prove their point, Piper had frozen him, Phoebe incanted a spell to make him act like a little girl, and Paige had orbed him upstairs into the attic. Then, to top it all off, Billie had used her projection powers to show him some demons just as he unfroze. Pogue and Tyler rolled with laughter while Caleb tried not to laugh once they heard Reid screaming in a high pitched voice. He finally gave in to laughing when Wyatt assured him that his mom and aunts wouldn't hurt him and Billie dissolved her apparitions. Reid came back down into the dining room, a little pale. Phoebe released her spell and Reid apologized for doubting them in his own voice.

After ragging on Reid for the way he screamed, the boys told the Wiccans about their lives. They explained all they knew about their Powers and Chase. They shared how they were close to addiction and what that meant to them and how they could die from overusing the Power. At the request of Piper, Caleb, the farthest away from addiction, gave them a brief demonstration of the Powers.

Piper had ended the evening by saying they would research ways to save the sons. Everyone that didn't live in the Manor left, Paige orbing her family and Billie's home, Coop doing his Cupid-disappearing thing that didn't really have a name with his. Piper set the Sons up in the living room with sleeping bags and had told them they would figure out better sleeping arrangements the next day.

Piper and Leo went to their bedroom and the house quieted down. The oldest Charmed One sat at her vanity table brushing her hair. Leo came up behind her and rubbed her shoulders. She smiled at his reflection. "You didn't tell the kids or those boys about Chase Collins being the Source."

Piper sighed. She and her sisters had decided to hide that suspicion from their children. And Phoebe felt they should try to help the Sons with their powers before telling them Chase was probably going to try to destroy the magical world. "No need to scare them if we don't know for sure. The Elders only think that's what he's doing. Besides, he's a teenager. We handled Christy, I think we can handle him."

"Piper…"

"I know, don't get cocky. And I won't. Not after everything we've been through. Still, we'll cross that bridge when we need to and tell them. Anyway, Wyatt and Chris know. They're adults and I couldn't keep them in the dark. They're still our babies and we'll protect them as much as possible, but they still should know."

"You're right. How did you get to be so smart?"

"Experience, talks with Mom and Grams, and it helps that I have a wonderful husband."

Leo smiled. "Yeah, I guess that helps." He watched his wife in the mirror. "It still gets me, you know?"

Piper frowned. "What does?"

"How lucky I am to have you and how much I love you even after all these years."

Piper smiled, stood up, and moved into his arms. Meeting his lips with her own, she whispered her love back to him. Night fell, Piper and Leo holding each other as everyone else slept.

Since it was Sunday, pretty much everyone was sleeping in. Caleb woke up early, hearing some noises coming from the kitchen. He checked his cell phone for the time and saw it was 7:30. He got out of his sleeping bag and walked into the kitchen.

Piper looked up from the mixing bowl. "Oh, Caleb. I'm sorry, did I wake you up?"

"No, it's okay. I'm not really one for sleeping in anyways. Umm, Piper. You have a little-" Caleb gestured toward her cheek. "I think it's flour."

Piper wiped her cheek and grinned. "I was making some bread for dinner tonight. Do you and your friends like waffles? I was going to make some for breakfast today."

"We'll eat pretty much anything, none of us are picky. Can I do anything to help?"

Caleb saw that Melinda was a younger version of her mother when she smiled. "Do you cook?"

"Yeah, I'm really good at boiling water and burning toast. No, surprisingly, Reid is the cook out of the four of us. But I follow directions really well."

Piper laughed. "Okay then, you can get some eggs out of the refrigerator." Caleb and Piper worked in comfortable silence for awhile until a banging broke through the air. Caleb's eyes rose to the ceiling but Piper merely kept cooking bacon. "Melinda's up," she commented. Yelling followed the banging. "And so is everyone else."

"Chris! Chris, get out of the bathroom. C'mon, I'm gonna be late!!! Christopher Perry Halliwell!" More banging and then Melinda ran down the stairs and burst into the kitchen. She was wearing jeans and a tank top. "Mom, if Chris doesn't get out of the bathroom, I'm going to be late."

"Honey, you should have just woken up earlier. You know he's a bathroom hog. He takes after Prue."

"Yeah, and he also knows I get up at 7 every Sunday to go running with Angie. And yet he still hogs the bathroom!"

"Why don't you just use the downstairs Mel?" Leo asked as he walked in, followed by Tyler and Pogue. Reid shuffled in after them, looking very tired.

Mel gave a long suffering sigh and her mother and father shared an amused look. Their daughter, while not very girly, could be very theatrical when she wanted to be. "Because Wyatt is in that one."

Chris sauntered into the kitchen and poured himself a glass of orange juice. He got down more glasses for everyone else. "The bathroom is all yours Tink."

"Finally. You know, just wait until I get the power to blow people up like Mom. Then we'll see if you spend so much time in the bathroom."

"Yeah and I'll just orb back like Dad did when Mom would blow him up." Piper tried to shush them but it wasn't really working.

Melinda smiled sweetly. "You know, Chris, all of my friends think you're really cute. Personally, I can't see it but, hey, to each their own. But no matter how long you spend in front of the mirror, Bianca still won't sleep with you." With that last shot, Mel exited out of the kitchen.

Tyler cocked his head. "Did she just flounce out?"

Chris was smirking; he loved fighting with his sister. Her comebacks always amused him. Although they weren't always good, her insults were pretty funny most of the time. "Yeah, Tink likes to be dramatic. Especially when I hog the bathroom."

"Chris, why do you annoy Mel so much?" Wyatt asked as he walked into the kitchen, grabbing a plate.

"Because it's fun." Piper, Leo, and Chris answered at the same time. Piper put a few more plates out and then told everyone to dig in. They were all eating when Mel ran back downstairs, this time dressed in a running outfit. A car honked outside.

"That's Angie. Gotta go."

"Not without eating. Sit down, I'll tell Angela to come in and eat too."

Reid stood up. "I'll go tell her for you." He walked out.

Pogue looked over at Caleb, smirking. "Yeah, more like make a move." Tyler laughed and Melinda thought it was lucky her parents hadn't heard that. Her dad might just start another conversation about safe sex or something. God forbid.

Chris grinned. "You mean he's got a crush on Angie? Good luck to him then. He's gonna need it."

"If you can call it a crush," Tyler said. "Mostly, Reid just sleeps with girls and moves on."

"Well Angie kinda does the same thing only she dates them for awhile and then dumps 'em for no reason," Wyatt said. Chris nodded in confirmation.

Melinda explained her best friend to the Sons. "It's not really for no reason but at the same time, it's kind of her fault anyway. See, Angela likes blonde bad boys. Which seems to fit Reid perfectly. Anyway, the relationship starts out fine and then she starts freaking out on the guy. Like she thinks he's cheating on her or something and she accuses him of it. Most of the time, it is true but in a way, it's her fault because she deliberately picks guys who will cheat or lie. So then she breaks up with him and moves onto the next bad boy."

Caleb spoke up for his friend. "Reid does sleep and leave girls but he doesn't hurt them deliberately. He tells them straight out that he's not looking for a relationship and that he won't call in the morning." Caleb chuckled quietly. "Who knows? Maybe your friend and our friend will find something in each other."

While the others were talking in the kitchen, Reid was standing by the front door. He ran a hand through his hair to make it messier. He briefly wished he was fully dressed and not just wearing grey sweatpants and a black wife beater. Oh, well. He opened the door and stepped outside. He watched the blonde female get out of her car, dressed in a similar outfit to Melinda's. "Hey," he called out.

Angie looked up at him, a little smile gracing her face. She walked up toward him. "Hey, Blondie."

"Could say the same to you," he said. Angela laughed.

"So, Piper wants you to come eat breakfast before you and Mel go running."

"Oh really? That's Piper for you, trying to be everyone's mom and stuffing you with food." They continued to mindlessly chat as Angie and Reid moved closer to each other without really planning it. Angela tilted her head back to look in his eyes. She was a taller than average height for a girl but he had her by a few inches. "You know what? Let's just get this out of the way." She reached up and pulled his head down to hers.

He moved his lips over hers, putting his hands on her waist. She threaded her hands in his hair as his tongue traced the seam of her closed lips. She parted them and kissed him back a little more forcefully. After what felt like hours because of her head spinning but was really only a few more seconds, Angie broke the kiss and pulled back a little to breathe. "Wow," she said, releasing a slightly shaky breath.

Although Reid felt the same (his head had spun too when she kissed back), he covered it up with his usual with his bad boy persona. He smirked, a knowing look coming into his eyes. For a reason she couldn't explain, that gleam in his eyes irritated her. So she decided to have a little fun and widened her eyes in pity.

"That was really bad." She winced in sympathy.

"What?!?"

"It's okay," she said soothingly. "I'm sure you gave it your best shot, but Reid honey, it was kinda weak."

"Yeah, right," Reid snorted. "Tell the truth, I made your knees weak and your head spin."

"You keep telling yourself that. I'm sure you'll improve with some practice. Maybe you can practice on your pillow!"

Reid's mouth moved soundlessly. He finally found his voice after gaping at her. "Look, I'll kiss you so hard you collapse. No one implies Reid Garwin can't kiss!"

"Talking about yourself in the third person is usually a sign of some kind of mental disease. But, hey, kiss me again if you want. Not that anything will change, but go for it Cowboy."

Reid yanked Angie to him, their bodies flush against each other. He pulled her onto her tiptoes so their faces were level and claimed possession of her mouth. Releasing her, he raised his eyebrow.

"Better. Keep trying and you'll get there one day big boy," she smiled. She bit her kiss swollen bottom lip as her eyes danced in laughter. Because he looked like he was ready to grab her and either kiss or shake her and she was betting on the latter because she could see the frustration written on his face, Angie was a little glad when the door opened. Mel stepped out, an eyebrow raised at the two teenagers on the Manor's front step. Tyler, Pogue, and Caleb were behind her and were vainly trying to hold their laughter in on seeing Reid's frustrated face.

"Angie, you ready to go running?" Mel asked, a couple pieces of toast held in her hand. Angie nodded and slipped out of Reid's grasp.

Mel brushed past the boys and walked down the steps. Turning to Reid again, Angie patted Reid's cheek. "Don't worry Reid. I can always tutor you." She laughed and ran down the stairs and got in her car. She started talking and as the car sped away, Mel threw her head back in laughter. Reid has a sinking suspicion Angie was talking about the teasing she had just done.

"Reid? What happened?"

"I have no idea Baby Boy but I think I'm in love. She is amazing…and completely annoying."

The Sons laughed at their blonde friend and they headed back inside. Caleb insisted they help Piper around the house and that included cleaning up after breakfast. As they were cleaning up, Piper left a list of other chores Caleb had volunteered them for and rushed out to deal with a problem at her restaurant. Leo had gone to Magic School for paperwork and lesson plans and Wyatt and Chris had gotten called by a charge. Before orbing out, Wyatt told them that if they had a problem before he or his siblings got home, to call out his or Chris's name and they would get back as soon as possible. Caleb and the other boys quickly took showers and then divided up the chores.

Mel noticed that her mom's car was gone after Angie had dropped her off after their run. Must have been a problem at the restaurant she thought. Taking off her shoes, Mel walked toward the kitchen, intent on getting a bottle of water. Reaching the doorway, she stopped in horror. Soap and water were coming out of the hallway connected to the back door and the kitchen and was spreading to the kitchen floor. Tyler and his friends were looking at it dumbfounded. "Wha?" Mel gasped. "What? What happened?"

They whipped their heads around to see Mel standing horror struck in the doorway. "Well, you see…" Tyler started. "Your mom left us a list of chores we could do. And on it was laundry. So I started a load and put a normal amount of detergent in. But then I think everyone else added some and this happened."

Mel snapped out of her daze and took control. "Pogue, Caleb, Reid, upstairs is a linen closet next to the bathroom. Go; get some towels so we can get this cleaned up. Tyler, help me shut it off and start mopping." The three sons left. Mel took her socks off and waded through the soapy water, making her way toward the hallway. She shut off the washer and grabbed two maps. Walking back out into the kitchen, she went to hand one to Tyler when Mel stepped wrong and her feet went flying out from under her. Tyler's eyes had widened and he tried to catch her, but as it seems to happen, he fell too. Onto Mel. She had landed heavily on her butt and then fell back on her elbows, her legs spread out before her. Tyler had managed to twist his body before he hit the floor; he landed on his knees and was holding himself up by his hands which were on both sides of her waist so his upper body was somewhat aligned with hers. His right knee was between her legs, his left on the other side of her right leg. Surprise showed on both of their faces.

Mel hung her head back and started laughing, Tyler joining her. Lifting her head back up, Melinda caught her breath when she noticed how close their faces were. Tyler stopped laughing too although a slight smile stayed on his face. His eyes dropped down to her lips and she self-consciously started biting her bottom lip. The youngest Son lowered his head; Mel started breathing a little quicker. Their lips were hair-breadths away, their breaths mingling on each others faces, when suddenly…

"Well. Isn't this an interesting sight. A defenseless Halliwell and a boy toy."